One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

The same is true of the Blood Demon at this moment, it was an attack that he poured all his strength into, and it was also the best he could do now, but the moment he saw that his magic skills were blocked by the abbot of Chongyuan, the Blood Demon knew that he had no chance, and it was impossible for Chongyuan to give him any chance.

The blood demon's eyes were cracking, like madness, although when he made a move, he was ready to succeed and become benevolent, but when he really faced this moment, his heart was extremely unwilling.

Thousands of years of hard work, in the end, failed!

"Amitabha. ”

Chong Yuan stopped reciting the scriptures, and the golden vortex around him disappeared, his body was full of terrifying wounds, he could hardly find a single intact skin, half of his head was gnawed, his left arm was gone, and his whole person was like a broken sack.

But in the next moment, the formation shone brightly, and wisps of light flew towards Chongyuan's body, flying into those wounds, as soon as Fang was lifted, the flesh and bones sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and quickly grew out, and soon, an old monk with a thin figure reappeared in front of the blood demon, unscathed!

If Bai Qi and Ian were here, they would exclaim: Hold the grass, Terminator!

The Blood Demon stared at Chongyuan with a gaze full of endless resentment, and roared, "You let my thousand-year-old efforts be burned!"

"Amitabha, since ancient times, evil has not prevailed over good, the donor must not have any obsession, it is better to return to bliss as soon as possible. Chongyuan picked up the big knife and walked towards the blood demon step by step.

Don't say these high-sounding words, don't you hypocrites have any shameless deeds behind your back?"

The blood demon idiot laughed and scolded wildly, he felt that the power of the counterattack of casting the Hundred Deaths God Slaughter Spell was getting bigger and bigger, and the power was disappearing little by little, fading like a tide, but Chongyuan was still so powerful, approaching him step by step, and the terrifying edge of the black gold ring knife was terrifying.

"No matter what kind of hypocrite or villain you are, as long as you are related to my Buddha, you will all be sent to Bliss. Chongyuan pretended to be serious, but everyone was used to it.

In fact, Wang Fan especially wants to have a good time with the old monk Chongyuan, not for anything else, just because this guy is well versed in all kinds of pretending methods, and exchanges can promote each other's development on the road of pretending to be coerced.

"Chongyuan!" the blood demon roared, because the abbot of Chongyuan was only a few steps away from him, and the big knife in his hand was already ready to move, hungry and thirsty, "Let me go, I have already paid the price for the sins of a thousand years ago, and I have been imprisoned by you for a thousand years in the dark, isn't this a big price? The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, if you insist on killing me, it will be unfair to me, and I will not accept it!"

Hearing this, Chongyuan suddenly paused, he raised his old face, his eyes were a little cloudy, and his voice was neither happy nor sad.

"Do you remember those people you killed a thousand years ago? A thousand years ago, you suddenly attacked the Imperial City of Wu, first brutally killed all the soldiers defending the city, devoured their flesh and blood, and their souls were wiped out without rest, and then you went on a killing spree in the streets of the market, killing thousands of ordinary people, even the infant baby, the old man, the defenseless women and children, could not escape your poisonous hands, that day, the blood flowed like a river!"

Speaking of this, the voice of the abbot of Chongyuan trembled for the first time, "You don't remember them, but I do, because it is the people in our Buddhist sect who have overlived these tragic deaths, I have seen the grievances of each of them, and I have personally used the Dharma to resolve their grievances." You also know that all living beings are equal, but why do you take people's lives and destroy people's families? Take 10,000 steps back and say, there is a wrongdoer, there is a debtor, and you wave a butcher's knife at these defenseless innocent people, it is really an unforgivable sin!"

In the end, Chongyuan's voice suddenly became fierce, and his momentum became terrifying, he did not spare his hand at all because the blood demon lost his combat effectiveness, the sword was raised, the Buddha's light shone, and the blade was scorching.

The blood demon's face changed, and now that the side effects of the Hundred Deaths God Slaughter Curse have exploded, his strength is gone, if he is slashed by Chongyuan, there will definitely be death and no life!

"Do you really want to kill me? You think clearly! The formation was born because of me, and it was also destroyed because of me! Once I die, the formation will also collapse and disintegrate, and you will long be integrated with the formation, and you will also dissipate with it!" the blood demon roared angrily, not only to the abbot of Chongyuan, but also to the three elders.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Chongyuan did not speak this time, but the three Buddhas said in unison.

"A bunch of maniacs!"

"Don't think I'm going to be killed, even if I die, I'll drag two pads on my back!"

Bloodseeker roared.

Hearing this, Wang Fan's face changed greatly, and he secretly said in his heart!

He had a quick mind, and as soon as he heard that the blood demon was going to drag two cushions on his back, he knew that he must have set his sights on himself and Xiaoyu, because the abbot of Chongyuan and the three elders had already died, not so much that they were human beings, but that they were part of the formation, although they were conscious and could think, but in fact they were dead things, and the only task was to suppress the blood demon.

If the Bloodfiend were dead, their mission would be accomplished, and the remaining consciousness would dissipate.

Therefore, it was useless for the blood demon to kill them, not to mention that he had no ability to kill Chongyuan at all, otherwise the one he wanted to kill the most would definitely be the abbot of Chongyuan.

Then there is only one possibility left, he wants to attack himself and Xiaoyu! Wang Fan's mind was like electricity, and he immediately figured out this, and his whole hair rose like a thorn in his back.

Although it is said that with the presence of the abbot of Chongyuan, and the three major elders sweeping the formation, the blood demon who has only a little combat power left does not seem to have a chance to turn the tables, but who can say this kind of thing clearly?

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Fan's thoughts got up, he heard the roar of the blood demon, and the magic sound piercing the golden cave stone came in an instant.

Bang.

The Blood Demon Head exploded directly, and countless resentful demonic qi and demonic qi raged, vertical and horizontal, and the entire space was in chaos.

A ghostly light shot out from the chaos and flew towards Wang Fan's side, as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder!

"Evil obstacles! When death is imminent, do you still want to harm others?

Chongyuan was furious, this was the first time Wang Fan had seen him angry, and his thin body, which was dry and had no more flesh, burst out with an amazing roar.

Chongyuan was like an angry King Kong, dragging the black gold ring knife and leaning over to chase after him, the speed was as fast as thunder, faster than that ghostly light.

At the same time, the three elders also reacted, and they also followed Abbot Chongyuan after him.

And the moment Wang Fan saw the Blood Demon explode itself, and then the ghost light flew towards him, he understood that there was a big trouble, the speed of that ghost light was too fast, he really didn't expect that the Blood Demon could actually fight back on the verge of death, and could rush out of the encirclement of the Chongyuan boss and the three great elders!

His current strength had recovered a little in the pranayama just now, but in the face of this ghostly light, a feeling of powerlessness still arose in his heart!

Can't dodge! Unless he forcibly casts the Divine Thunder Cleansing Demon Exorcision Spell again!Fang has hope to dodge, but if he dodges, what will Xiaoyu do behind?

What to do?

What to do?

(End of chapter)